Monday, April 11, 2011

If i say the truth would it matter to you. It wouldn't amuse you but will you for once listen to the silence or it would be drowned in the voices of your head like always.

Your prefer to sit with your knees clutched to their breast amidst the humming of a million cricket, the darkness that surrounds your labyrinth fades in compare to the night that has descended in your heart for ages now.

The broken window that faces you too have been sealed and you don't mind even the zillions mosquitoes which feed on your blood.

If I try to ignite a candle will you open your eyes, would be see the light shooing away the dark or you would prefer starting at the shadows that litter your walls.

If I try to wash off your bruised naked skin, would you bare those pent up pains for me, or you would rather shrug away.

The world outside is growing dark, night darker but you sit their unfazed growing scarier each moment. I can hear voices calling my name, I have promises to keep -- some named, some unnamed.

The effervescent hopes is escaping my eyes, the eternal sunshine fading in the face of the ubiquitous web darkness which paints your face now. The end is nearing and I know this time two lives would be lost in this eternal tunnel of love.

4 comments:

Hey, Hiwell, all i could say is nothing!! there are no words that could match the emotions you portray here...fo ronce, i wish to know the inspiration that brings out such magnificient pieces from your heart...touched.

I completely second Mr. Eon's thoughts and comment. No words can explain or comment on the emotions you have brought out. The long drawn cry of silence can be profoundly heard, here, miles away from you!

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like to float in time, give wings to my words, cuddle the clouds, lie in the lap of my dreams, drain down like rain n melt like the morning dews....i'm a pessimist who often end up romanticizing with optimism, a dreamer who likes to get lost in hope...i'm what i am.